Hello, all readers! A few things you should know before diving into the story:

First, sorry the first chapter is so short and meaningless. I had to establish background though. I hope you understand.

Also, this story is Phoenix/Maya by necessity. If I want to create a parallel to the Mia/Diego situation, then Phoenix and Maya must be a couple. I myself am not a huge P/M shipper, mostly because people who pair them ALWAYS take Maya out of character, making her out to be a helpless romantic. So for any Phoenix/Iris shippers or anyone who isn't a P/M shipper, don't let that stop you from reading this. Maya will be the burger loving fangirl she's always been, and flirtiness and romance will not be a heavily emphasized. And if you are a P/M shipper, you should enjoy this story too, if you aren't expecting Maya and Nick to be all lovey-dovey.

So, please review (positive or negative, I want your input!), because reviews are really important to me. I always check my stories to see if there is any new reviews, they show me if my story is any good and if i should keep going, and if there's anything i can do better or fix. Also I especially love follows, and please enjoy! Thanks!

O O O

Phoenix Wright was not a very punctual man. In the years since he had lost his badge, he had also slowly lost his sense of routine. Some mornings he would wake up at six and read for hours; some days he would wake up at one in the afternoon and watch tv on the couch.

But there was one habit in Phoenix's life that he had always kept up. One thing that never changed, no matter what day of the week, or what was happening. At 3:30 every afternoon, Phoenix would throw on his beanie and hoodie and walk out of the agency doors. He never gave Trucy or anyone who might be in the agency at that time an explanation beyond 'please excuse me, I'll be back soon.' Trucy had tried asking questions, but he always brushed her off with a lame excuse. Trucy knew he was stalling, but finally she understood he wasn't going to talk about it. And Phoenix continued to mysteriously leave, 3:30 on the dot, every single day, no questions asked. Until one day, six years after it all began.

Phoenix left the office at 3:30, like usual. He always came back at different times every day but he was never gone for less than an hour. But today he came rushing back into the office only ten minutes after leaving, tears in his eyes.

Trucy ran over to her father, concerned. "Daddy...is everything alright?" When her father looked up, Trucy realized that the tears in his eyes were not from crying, but from joy.

Phoenix smiled, his hands shaking. "She's alive...she's alive. They won't let me see her for awhile, there's a surgery...but after six years, she's alive."

Trucy looked at her father, confused. "What? Who's alive? Six years? Surgery? What are you talking about?"

Phoenix enveloped his daughter in a bear hug. "You'll understand soon, I promise. I can't believe you'll get to meet her...I never thought this day would actually come."

Phoenix let go of Trucy and quickly ran towards his bedroom. Trucy decided not to bother him for a while, given the state he was in.

(I've never seen him like that before...Who is this lady that's so important to Daddy?)

O O O

Phoenix ran into his bedroom, but it felt like he was floating. After all these years...He couldn't believe it. His hands shaking, he held up the picture that he had kept by his bed side for six years. The picture of the the two of them at the office the night before everything changed. The last picture of them together. He could still remember that day so clearly...